From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

He first nodded to Chu Lan with satisfaction, his previously serious face replaced by a warm expression.

"This year, Fang Chulan advanced to the fifth level of Body Tempering, making him one of the best in our Mountain and River Fist Academy."

"With Fang Chulan included, let's have the three of them defend the title this year."

Upon hearing that Fang Chulan could defend her title, everyone looked at her with envy.

Every year during the assessment, Fang Wansan and Senior Sister Zheng are always the two who defend their title.

By that calculation, Fang Chulan is considered the number one among the newcomers of the Mountain and River Fist Academy.

"Fang Wansan and your Senior Sister Zheng are in charge of the disciples in training areas A, B, and part of area C."

"Fang Chulan is in charge of the remaining disciples in Zone C, as well as the disciples in Zone D."

"Alright, let's begin."

After making the arrangements, Zheng Shanhe immediately had a grand chair brought out and sat down next to the training ground.

Fang Wanshan and Senior Sister Zheng each chose a vacant spot.

Fang Wanshan and Senior Sister Zheng were experienced, so naturally the side they were defending had the most people.

Fang Chulan's side also had nearly 15 people.

There are 7 people in training area D, and about 8 people in training area C.

Fang Qing was the last among these people to join the group, so after he put down his white waxwood spear, he stood at the very back of the line.

Xie Yunzhou, standing in front, was still very nervous.

Especially when she looked up at Fang Chulan, who was guarding the arena, she blushed and lowered her head again, seemingly thinking of something.

Fang Chulan is considered a direct descendant of the Fang family. The key is that he has a handsome face, a full chest, and an excellent figure.

For a member of the Fang family's accounting department like Xie Yunzhou, a direct descendant of the Fang family like Fang Chulan was someone far above them.

Today I have the opportunity to get up close and personal with Fang Chulan, especially during the attack and defense arena, where physical contact is inevitable.

This made Xie Yunzhou and the other disciples ahead of him inevitably somewhat distracted.

Sure enough, just as Xie Yunzhou lowered his head, a crisp slapping sound came from the front of the group.

"You disgusting guy from District C, a mere Level 3 Body Tempering cultivator, where are you looking?"

"Unqualified, get out of here!"

The senior student from Zone C was slapped by Fang Chulan and sent flying, losing several teeth.

The senior brother quickly stood up from the ground and kept bowing and begging for mercy in Fang Chulan's direction.

It was obvious that the senior student had glanced at something he shouldn't have.

Xie Yunzhou turned pale with fright and quickly banished all the fantasies that had just crossed his mind; he couldn't think of anything else at all.

The evaluation is still ongoing.

The senior students from Zones C and D behind them dared not look around.

This also affected their performance to some extent.

The number of qualified candidates is roughly 50/50.

Soon it was Xie Yunzhou's turn.

Xie Yunzhou went to the arena with trepidation, but Fang Chulan punched him in the chest in just a few moves.

Xie Yunzhou clutched his chest and returned to Fang Qing's side.

When he returned, he lifted his shirt and looked at himself; his chest was covered in bruises.

Fang Chulan's punch was extremely powerful.

Although I won't get injured, I'll still feel uncomfortable for several days.

Two more senior brothers from District D were also severely injured by Fang Chulan, their bodies covered in bruises.

Both were deemed unqualified for cultivation by Fang Chulan.

Now, the senior brothers from Zones C and D, who were just excited, all turned into sour-faced people.

In previous years, most of them would have passed the test under Fang Wansan and Senior Sister Zheng.

I never expected Fang Chulan to go to such lengths.

Moreover, the evaluation is extremely strict, which means that many of them may only be able to go to the D-level training ground next year and receive D-level resource packs.

Soon it was Fang Qing's turn.

Fang Qing came to Fang Chulan.

After bowing to Fang Chulan in a martial arts salute, he decisively swung his arm the next moment without hesitation.

He swung his arm from behind his waist and struck Fang Chulan's Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.

Ten shots through the arm!

Fang Chulan showed no sign of panic when he saw Fang Qing swing his Tongbei Fist.

Without Fang Chulan making any move, the next moment, she gently patted Fang Qing's arm with the back of her hand.

Fang Qing immediately felt a powerful force that deflected his Tongbei Fist to the other side.

Fang Qing felt a sudden sense of alarm.

As Fang Chulan swung his left hand, his right hand unexpectedly punched Fang Qing in the chest.

This punch didn't look very fast.

Fang Qing could sense that the angle of this punch was extremely tricky.

Fang Qing felt a stinging sensation from the force of the punch almost as soon as he saw it.

Fang Qing snorted coldly and crossed his fists, putting his arms over his chest in a defensive stance.

With a bang.

Fang Qing stumbled back three steps before regaining his balance.

Fang Qing looked up at Fang Chulan.

The other person's figure was only slightly swaying, but his gaze immediately sharpened.

Fang Qing had already overestimated Fang Chulan, but he never expected that the Fang family, a prominent salt merchant family, would have such a deep-rooted foundation.

The technique Fang Chulan just used was clearly not from the Mountain and River Fist Academy; it was likely a unique combat skill of the Fang family.

This combat technique makes Fang Chulan's punches like a snake emerging from its hole, not only with tricky angles but also with great deception, making it easy to get hit if you're not careful.

No wonder almost none of Xie Yunzhou and the others could last even one round.

With such tricky combat skills, coupled with Fang Chulan's fifth level of body tempering, Fang Qing knew that if he didn't cultivate the Undying Golden Body Refining Technique to perfection, he would probably be defeated within a few dozen moves.

"If I complete the fusion of the Breaking Army Returning Dragon Thorn, I might still have a chance of winning."

Although Fang Chulan doesn't look particularly strong, compared to Tian Zhan, who has no resources or background, the difference in their actual strength is like heaven and earth.

"It seems that Tian Zhan is just a rogue cultivator, unlike Fang Chulan, who has been nurtured by the Fang family with various resources since childhood."

"The difference in their strength is now as vast as an insurmountable chasm..."

Fang Qing was unaware that Fang Chulan was no less shocked than he was.

Just now, when Fang Qing slammed his ten-strike arm down on her Baihui acupoint, Fang Chulan felt a rare sense of fear.

So she subconsciously used one of the Fang family's most treasured Xuan-level combat techniques.

This move was actually her last trump card!

With this Xuan-rank combat skill, she once stood out among the direct descendants of the Fang family, and almost no one could defend against her combat skill.

But today, she never expected that at the Mountain and River Boxing Academy, that inconspicuous guy who climbed up from the bottom of the salt farmers would make her use this move right from the start.

The key is that they also managed to defend against that move of hers.

Although Fang Qing was somewhat flustered by this attack, he stumbled back several steps.

But he's still much better than the Fang family's children.

Of course, she could guarantee that even if Fang Qing took her attack head-on with both arms, his arms would suffer internal injuries after he returned.

However, the fact that Fang Qing was able to withstand his trump card technique was enough to prove that Fang Qing was much stronger than Xie Yunzhou and the others.

Fang Qing slowly exhaled, then clasped his hands in a fist salute towards Fang Chulan.

"Junior Sister Fang, I've lost. Please leave a comment!"

The difference between the third and fifth levels of Body Tempering is still too great.

If it were a life-or-death battle, Fang Qing would use all his trump cards and he was confident he could escape from Fang Chulan.

Paying the price of injury may lead to a comeback victory.

This is just a friendly exchange between fellow disciples; Fang Qing doesn't need to go this far.

Cut your losses in time!

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